After the waste wood is dropped, A explodes the world

"The new-generation actor Chu Xun had a private meeting with a mysterious person late at night, embracing and holding hands regardless of his image."

He clicked on the big picture under the title and saw that it was the picture of hugging Liu Xuan in the car last night, but the picture was blurry, only his profile could be vaguely seen.Fortunately, Liu Xuan was completely hidden in the shadows.

After reading this picture, he was annoyed and laughed. He thought he was well armed. Who would have thought that he would have been targeted by paparazzi? Thinking about his current messed life, it is really unlucky to have such a thing happen again. up.

However, after calming down, he quickly called Liu Xuan.

"Hey?"

"Did you... see the headlines on the Internet this morning?"

"Yes, got it."

"Then what, I..." Chu Xun stuttered, not knowing how to explain.

Liu Xuan suddenly said, "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Chu Xun burst into tears.

Xia Lan just bought a box lunch, opened the door and walked in, saw him talking on the phone with tears in his eyes, and quickly put the doorknob on.

Chu Xun hung up the phone, and Xia Lan had already put the food on the round table in front of the window. After taking a shower, he walked over to look at the food in the box lunch, fried eggs with tomatoes, and was immediately discouraged. He pulled a chair and sat down. I ate a few bites.

As soon as she put down her chopsticks, the stylist knocked on the door. Xia Lan opened the door and invited the stylist in.

Chu Xun hungrily sat down on the chair, and the makeup artist washed, cut and blown it, and the shape of the big back head was finished without any mess.

Looking at the person in the mirror, Chu Xun was astonished, as expected, it was like a different person if he changed his appearance.

After staring at the mirror for a while, I suddenly realized a problem. Now this body belongs to the original owner. So his physical body is still in the New Moon Research Institute?

"Brother Chu Xun, the crew's car is here to pick us up." Just as he was thinking, Xia Lan came over with big bags.

"Okay, let's go." Chu Xun stood up and put on his coat, pondering, followed Xia Lan to the elevator out of the hotel, and boarded the car to the crew.

"Xia Lan, have you heard of the New Moon Research Institute?" Chu Xun leaned on the back of the chair, tilted his head, and asked casually.

Xia Lan thought for a while, then shook her head.

"Then have you seen any news about grave-digging and treasure-hunting on the Internet recently?"

Xia Lan froze for a moment, but still shook her head.

"Are you sure?"

"No, I haven't heard any news about grave-digging and treasure-robbing in the past few years."

Confused, Chu Xun took out his mobile phone and searched for a while, but he did not find a single piece of news about his grave being picked up, let alone sent to the New Moon Research Institute for research. What is going on?

When we got to the set, we still haven't figured it out.

The play this time is an action drama, titled "The Return of the Warrior of Speed ​​of Life and Death".

Chu Xun plays the hero's love rival in the play, and he can be regarded as a well-known motorcycle racer.

Speaking of motorcycles, the director asked him to practice for a period of time in order to achieve realistic effects, but the hard work paid off, and he finally achieved some results, at least the movements in the camera are superb.

He got out of the car, got into a temporary tent, put on a pure black leather jacket and pants, and put a black T-shirt inside, and he was ready.

As the third male supporting role, his scenes were concentrated in the middle ten episodes. He wore a thin leather jacket and filmed for a whole afternoon.

It was late at night, and he dragged his exhausted body back to the hotel. After washing, he went to bed and turned on his mobile phone. He clicked on Weibo and found that his trending search had dropped to eighth. He had to admire Lin Media staff competence.

In the following days, he spent another three months intensely filming on the crew, and his role was finally completed, and he spent the new year directly on the crew.

On the day of returning to China, Zhou Ying told him that he could take a day off and shoot commercials the next day.

He immediately returned home and drove straight to Broken Soul Ridge. He was going there to see if his tomb had been stolen?

The car drove fast, he set off at two o'clock in the afternoon and drove until eight o'clock in the evening, and finally arrived at Broken Soul Ridge.

The bright moon hangs high, it is deserted and clear, and there are many strong pines all around.

Chu Xun got out of the car and walked straight to the cemetery along one of the small paths. Sure enough, he saw his own tombstone at the end of the narrow path, but the tomb was intact and there was no trace of theft.

"Young man, you are finally here."

An old voice sounded from behind him, he turned around, and found that the white bearded old man in front of him was the Taoist priest who sent him back to the Gods and Demons Continent.

"Who are you?" Chu Xun was furious, and walked towards the old Taoist, "Why did I come back here from the God and Demon Continent?"

The old man stroked his beard, shook his head and said with a smile, "Young man, you have never been back to the Continent of Gods and Demons. What you experienced some time ago is just an illusion created by this old man."

Chu Xun stared, stunned, "So, the theft of my corpse, and the fact that my body was taken for research by some New Moon Research Institute, was also an illusion created by you?"

"That's right, the reason why the old man created the illusion is just to see your determination to revenge. Now, you have passed the test."

"test?"

"Well. The old man can send you back to the Gods and Demons Continent now, but it is no longer the 14-year-old in the illusion, but the 19-year-old you who are real. There is no Shen Qingxuan and no one who can protect you. You may It's a dead end, but it's also possible to get rid of the shame."

"I don't believe a word of what you said now!"

The old man flicked his sleeves, the wind was howling, and the ghost master Wuji with a blue face and fangs appeared in front of him.

"Wuji Ghost Master? Why is it you?" Chu Xun's pupils shrank, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

"That's right, it's me." Ghost Master Wuji smiled sinisterly, "To tell you the truth, I opened a pawn shop in the underworld, and the business was not good, so I had to solicit business everywhere. Passing by here, I found that your cemetery is very resentful, I used an illusion to lure you here, and now it seems that the deal is going to be done."

"Pawn shop?" Chu Xun looked at him, "Pawn what?"

Ghost Master Wuji shrugged and counted with his fingers: "There are many, such as human organs, happiness, soul, love, and family affection. They are the most precious things of human beings. I declare in advance that they are cheap. don't want anything."

"What do you recycle these things for?"

"Sell it to other ghosts at a high price! The underworld lacks this stuff the most."

Chu Xun looked suspicious, "What can be pawned to increase mana?"

"Of course...the root of love."

"Love roots?"

"There is no such a saying in the Jianghu, the last page of the sword manual, no love is God."

Ghost Master Wuji gave him a slightly advanced look.

"By the way, in the illusion, I have already given you a copy of martial arts cheats for free, and I can see that you practice well. But you are still too soft-hearted after all, not only did you not find someone on the night of the full moon every month How can this be possible without even killing a single person? You have to pawn your roots of love and no longer have good thoughts in your heart, so you will kill people with ruthless hands. When you really practice ghost corpses for your use At that time, all enemies and enemies are nothing to worry about."

Chu Xun agrees with these words, emotions bring too many constraints to people, otherwise, he would have already cultivated to a hundred ghost corpses in the illusion.

"Do you want to pawn your root of love?" Ghost Master Wuji urged.

"Can you redeem it now?"

Ghost Master Wuji nodded, "If you want to pawn, be quicker, the longer you delay, the harder it is to make up your mind."

Chu Xun hesitated because he thought of Liu Xuan.

"I've finished my revenge, can I come back here again?"

"Yes, I can pawn something more valuable, and I can send you back."

"I'll think about it." Chu Xun's palms were sweating.

Ghost Master Wuji stared at him, rolled his eyes, and said emphatically, "Damn! You might as well think about your master, how miserable he was when he died! Tsk tsk tsk, covered in blood, dying in your arms..."

"Let me calm down." Chu Xun walked aside with a pale face.

Ghost Master Wuji saw that the business in his hand was about to be completed, how could he shut up, and continued to mutter: "Then Su Yi, life is going well now, not only is the head of the Qingfeng Sect, but also married to the daughter of Zhuang Mo. Being in a high position, you can get the wind and the rain. Of course, Han Xiao is no different. The whole Qingfeng Sect is tightly controlled by the two of them. I heard that some disciples proposed to renovate Shen Qingxuan's cemetery, and Su Yi Cut off hands and feet..."

"Dian now!" Chu Xun clenched his fist and turned around.

"Okay, it's a deal." Afraid that he would go back on his word, Ghost Master Wuji quickly took out a transparent vial from his sleeve, "Come here, I will take away your root of love before I can send you back to the Gods and Demons Continent."

There was a fire burning in Chu Xun's chest, and he urgently needed to vent, so he turned around and walked in front of him, closing his eyes, "Fuck it!"

Ghost Master Wuji hung the vial above his head, spread his five fingers, and slowly pulled it upwards. Soon a wisp of white mist shot out from his head and entered the vial.

After Wuji Ghost Master closed the lid, it was over.

Chu Xun opened his eyes, there was no pain or itching, and he felt nothing unusual.

Ghost Master Wuji raised his hand and easily removed his tombstone and coffin lid.

"Go into the coffin and lie down, or follow the method last time, I only need to re-implant your soul into your body, and then you can be resurrected."

"If you dare to play tricks on me again, I'll make you go all the way!" Chu Xun glared at him.

Ghost Master Wuji held up a finger and waved it in front of his eyes, "You will never make mistakes. What you want in our line of work is reputation, otherwise Lord Yama will not spare me."

Chu Xun jumped into the coffin and lay down numbly. The strange thing is that this time he was not sad at all, nor did he have any regrets or reluctance.

Ghost Master Wuji flicked his sleeves, moved the coffin lid to the coffin, and then stood on the side of the coffin lid, chanting a few incantations silently, Chu Xun could only hear the buzzing in his ears, and then the sound became louder and louder , like a roaring bell colliding in the ear, finally couldn't bear it, hugged his head and yelled, and passed out.

"Okay, next target..." Ghost Master Wuji took out his little book and looked at it, with a weird smile on his lips, "Liu Xuan."

The autumn rain is swaying, and the falling trees are rustling.

When Chu Xun opened his eyes again, he found that he was lying on the wet bluestone floor, and a fiery red maple leaf dangled into his messy hair.

The pattering rain wet his face, and he raised his sleeve to wipe the rain on his face and sat up.

At dusk, even though it is raining, you can occasionally hear the crows of crows.

Looking around, surrounded by dense forests and surrounded by high and low grave mounds, he believed that this time he was really reborn in the Gods and Demons Continent, because this is the Broken Soul Ridge where he was buried.

He stood up on a tree, moved to a small raised mound nearby, stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance, and saw a gurgling stream in the distance.

He casually slicked the long hair on his chest back, jumped off the mound, walked through the maple leaf forest, and strode towards the flowing water to the west.

The stream was gurgling, and the river channel meandered like a narrow jade belt to the end of the jungle. He walked to the bank, squatted down, and splashed a few handfuls of water on his face.

After a long time, the ripples disappeared, and the water surface calmed down, reflecting his face, strange yet familiar, this was his real face.

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and he smiled slightly towards the water, then tore off the mud-stained headband and threw it aside, dipped his long knotted hair into the water, and washed them one by one.

As the night fell, he washed himself clean and headed towards Baiyun Villa under the drizzle.

After walking for a short time, the rain stopped, until midnight, when he finally entered a village, he heard a few dogs barking in the distance, he quickly walked a few steps and hid behind a thick sycamore tree beside the road.

"catch him!"

"Don't let this bastard get away!"

"Come stealing again, kill him!"

"..."

Chu Xun saw a tall, thin young man running ahead, and a large group of people holding torches and hoes were chasing after him.

When the man ran past him, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and pulled the man into the thick plane tree. The villagers ran over with hoes on their shoulders, and looked left and right, the man was gone.

"He seems to have turned here." A man pointed to the plane tree beside the road.

A group of people swarmed behind the sycamore tree by the roadside, but they could only hear the rustling of autumn leaves, but no one was there.

The villagers searched around this terrain for a long time, but still found nothing, so they chased forward again.When the villagers ran away, Chu Xun dragged the tall and thin man down from the luxuriant sycamore tree.

"Thank you little brother..." The tall and thin man fell on the ground and thanked him repeatedly.

"Why did they arrest you?"

The tall and thin man was about to speak when Chu Xun said again, "Tell the truth."

The tall and thin man looked at him with blazing eyes, his back turned cold, his mouth twitched, and said anxiously: "Little brother, let me go, I will... never steal again..."

"Are you a thief?" Chu Xun crossed his arms, leaned lazily on the tree, and looked down at him.

"Little brother, really, I will... never steal again..."

Chu Xun smiled slightly, with deep dimples, and said lightly: "There is no future."

"You...what are you going to do?" The tall and thin man raised his head, opened his eyes wide, and backed away repeatedly as he rubbed against the blades of grass.

Chu Xun straightened up and walked in front of him, stretched out his hand, and slapped him on the forehead, two lines of thick blood dripped from his temples, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

Chu Xun bent down, touched him for a long time, only touched a few copper coins, cursed: "Poor ghost!" and dragged him into the mud pit beside the road to bury him.

There was light in the sky, and he turned back to the entrance of the village, found a stream in the wild, found a broken pot, and went into the water to catch fish.In less than a cup of tea, I touched half a jar of fish.

He squatted by the stream, cut open the maw of the fish and cleaned it, found a pile of dead branches, found a stone to spark sparks, and the branches ignited. He skewered a few half-sized fish into the branches and roasted them on the fire. Yes, just pile up.

Anyway, within seven days, he won't leave here, he wants to check and accept the results.

Anyone who is hit by the venomous palm of the Golden Ring Snake, without accident, will turn into dry bones after three days, and turn into a dead ghost after seven days.

The sun rises and sets, rises and sets, and he nests in the field at the entrance of the village for three days.

On this day, it was finally night, and the surroundings were quiet. He got up from the grass, patted the grass leaves on his clothes, and walked slowly towards the village.